I replaced the word ugly with whatever.
I feel strange looking at this post that I designed years ago. The words. The image. The combo. I don’t feel quite right about any of it. First of all, pigs are so cute and magical in a lot of ways, it saddens me that they’re a symbol for ugliness. I also have an aversion to the word ugly because I’m often in resistance to admitting that some things in this world really are ugly.
Even so a beauty in the full spectrum exists. Processing what feels off is part of living just as much as welcoming what feels good.
What you resist persists and works like a self fulfilling prophecy (you don’t do X because you’re scared Y will happen, and Y ends up happening because you didn’t do X). Gratitude for it all transmutes resistance and serves as a filter to inform what will be created next.
As I write this, it’s 2023 New Years Day and some say the way is for today to be a fresh start, but I’m still processing some stuff. So sorry not sorry Gregorian calendar, but what’s coming through today is deep gratitude for some hard stuff in my life. The behind the scenes from which a seed of gold has begun to alchemize.
I’m finding the conditions for this alchemy are created by my willingness to face what makes me want to run the other way, fight, or manipulate. Embracing all the good, bad, and ugly parts of myself no matter how much it makes my stomach turn. After all, those parts are wounded aspects of me.
So even though I’ve been weathering the storms of changing my life drastically and made half the amount of money as I normally do in a year, I’ve learned how to truly value my existence, and reconnecting my good, bad, and ugly Soul parts to love is so worth it. They’re pretty cute an magical.
I hope everyone out there remembers that no matter how hard everything feels that they are pretty cute and magical too. An infinite supply of love is always available for anyone who is willing to receive it. When you receive it, you become it, you act from it, you share it, and you get to watch many miracles unfold beyond your wildest dreams.
Wild blessings,
